#Unexpected Music

[baaldigital]

"Who will drop his Jaw after this Song?!"

B.A.A.L.

[deadbaguette]

Antinous calling Penelope a tramp and saying other … concerning things.. was NOT expected

But damn does his song go so hard

[lilacpaperbird]

About Sam's music taste

Okay so I've always been really intrigued by the kind of music Sam might like, since we seemingly didn't get much information about it in the show. So I did a deep dive, and this is everything I could find/remember in relation to Sam and his taste in music:

Kripke, interview from 2007

From the Supernatural Wiki - There's a small mistake here. I checked the video and Jared said "Jack Johnson", not "Jackson"

Good catch, thanks anon whoever you are! - I checked and yep there it is! I added a pic of the poster so you could see what it looks like

11x04 Baby - Sam knows the lyrics to the song "Night Moves" and sings it enthusiastically, like he did with "Dead or Alive" in 3x16

14x20 Moriah

Bands/singers mentioned:

Green Day

Red Hot Chili Peppers

Fall Out Boy

The Killers

Jack Johnson

Death Cab for Cutie

Jason Manns

Bon Jovi

A Wilhem Scream

Bob Seger

Elvis Presley

Celine Dion

[zu-is-here]

Innocent sailor Edmond Dantes, betrayed by his friends, is imprisoned. After 14 years, he manages to escape with a new name, look, status of a wealthy count — and thirst for revenge.

For the atmosphere~ ♪( ´▽｀)

Nightmare & Dream by jokublog

Killer by rahafwabas / rahaf-wabas / rahofy-sketch

Horror from horrortalecomic by sour-apple-studios

[northern-spark-of-creativity]

The best love story is when you fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time.

Video Source: Pinterest

Accidentally In Love - Counting Crows

[a-pigeons-soliloquy]

OKAY FIRST OF ALL THERE'S A LESTAT MUSICAL???

and it's drew sarich playing armand????? mr vampire/queer musicals himself??

i need rockstar lestat having a broadway phase and playing himself in a dramatic musical about his life and singing songs from this musical (i mean he's basically had a trial run in the théâtre des vampires)

[doubledyke]

sometimes talking to people about music fills me with so much hatred for mankind

[skinzchoerim]

Thank you @taiyomoyo for sending me the gorgeous reference pic, I hope you like it! This went in a very different direction from what I initially envisioned, but I had Peanut Butter & Tears by DPR IAN stuck in my head the whole time I was drawing and that tells you everything you need to know

[daffodil-duchess]

As a total greek mythology buff + someone who actually studies Greek philology and hence knows a bit more about the Odysei, I absolutely love seeing all of you sad little souls not expecting to see Odysseus's mother in the underworld saga

I'd be a cackling demon rn if the lines didn't just hit so hard

[angelbambisworld]

Babymetal and KISS

[emotinalsupportturtle]

the last leg 29x02 (17/11/2023)

I felt the overwhelming need to gif this, you're welcome

bonus: mic drop

[deadbaguette]

Athena: uppercut him now.

Telemachus: wOAH😦

[inkperch]

ATHENA!!!!

[becca-e-barnes]

Becca, do you have any more dbf!bucky masturbating thots to spare? Pls any crumbs will do🙏🏻❤️

This should technically belong to the ‘Shit he said’ series but this was far too fucking hot and it’s been bouncing around in my empty little head all week

Because the thought of mutual masturbation with dbf!bucky is where my head is at right now. Maybe you’re both a little apprehensive about taking things too fast so mutual masturbation seems like a safe place to start.

“Show me how to touch you.” He’s already got you out of your clothes, his lips are warm on your bare shoulder and dear God, this man is something else.

He’s so much more beautiful naked than he even realises. His skin is so warm against you, a few little grey hairs scattered throughout the darker ones in the centre of his chest and something in you wants to make sure he knows how much you appreciate just looking at him and being able to touch him.

“Touch yourself, sweetheart.” He urges softly, reminding you he’s still very much in the room with you. He isn’t just in your head now.

“Show me how pretty you look when you think of me and touch yourself.” Excitement builds in the pit of your stomach, your fingers slipping between your legs, trailing between your own soaked folds before your fingers start to rub your clit the way you usually would when he isn’t around.

It’s intense with him watching you, his eyes flitting between your face and where your hand is rubbing your messy cunt.

You’re so lost in the sensation of pleasure creeping up your spine that you hadn’t even noticed he’s touching himself now too. His cock is hard, throbbing in his hand while he fucks his fist, dribbling precum over his own fingers already.

“That’s it, good girl. You’re so pretty. For such a smart girl, you go so stupid when you’re horny. Just a pretty little fucktoy sometimes, aren’t you?” This man is filthy and the way his voice seems to have dropped an octave makes you wetter almost instantly. You want to be his fucktoy. You want, if only for an hour or two, to be bent over and mercilessly fucked. He’s got a beautiful way of balancing his respect for you with your mutual desire to explore some wholly disrespectful fantasies.

“Spread your legs, sweetie.” You do as you’re told, spreading your legs and allowing his fingers to trail from your clit to your entrance. “How does it feel to have my precum smeared over your cunt?” You hadn’t realised that’s what he was doing but even just the thought makes you whimper. “Don’t worry. I’ll lick it up for you after you cum for me.” His strokes on his cock are frantic, imagining how you’ll taste mingled with his own subtle precum but even just the promise has your fingers working yourself faster.

[punkrock-bottom]

COLLAB OF THE DECADE LETS GOOOOO!!!!

[pearl-blue-musings]

College Nanami and you being rivals to lovers bc both of you tried to outdo each other in class like dorks (I say that lovingly) and get stuck at a frat party thanks to Gojo. A couple of drinks in and yall play spin the bottle like you're back in high school again. Gojo very subtly uses his cursed energy to spin the bottle just a little bit further and make sure it lands on you and Nanami. A good smooch and then after the party, you're on top of him in his dorm as he moans your name.

-🌸

Listen……

Nanami is already upset he has to be at this party, let alone in this childish game where you’re nearby. He wants to deny that he saw Gojo’s eyes shift in brightness when he spun the bottle that so happened to land on you. When you did the quick peck, you couldn’t deny the intimate and immediate chemistry, like a bolt of electricity jolted through the two of you. You felt your cheeks flare up as you sat back down, suddenly losing the ability to talk and think clearly. So you get up and excuse yourself for some air.

You’re completely unaware of the man following you as you maneuver through the backyard. The struggle to find some solace in your own space was made clear by the hand on your shoulder just as you found somewhere alone. You turn around and suddenly the world seems small and the party is no longer happening. You can’t look him in the eye, he’s your rival after all! He’s not allowed to be as sexy and strong and smart as he is, it’s making your heart hammer in your chest. You’re taken from your thoughts when Nanami’s hand cups your chin and forces you to look up at him.

His breath is warm and the lingering scent of his cologne mixed with the smell of whiskey has you licking your lips. “Why did you walk away?”

“I,” your mouth runs dry as the words your want to say are stuck in your throat. “I didn’t wanna keep playing. It’s a childish game.” You hear him humph at your excuse and he lets your chin go. He then motions to cross his arms.

With a roll of his eyes, he takes a step back to stand indignantly. “Or it’s because it’s a game you can’t win. I made you weak, and you’d rather walk away than show anyone,” his voice breathy and deep as he lowers himself closer to you, “your academic rival bested you in a simple party game.”

You pout and cross your arms, mirroring his stance. You scoff out, “that’s not true! Watch, I’ll go back in there, spin the bottle, and kiss someone way better than you kissed me!” You start to walk away but a strong arm stops you, turning you around and cornering you, your back on the fence.

“You’re not allowed to kiss anyone else.”

You roll your eyes but your heart is beating out of control. “And why not? You don’t own me, I can do whatever I want.”

You feel him move closer to your face, his sharp eyes switching between yours and your lips. You feel your eyes lidding over and your breath coming out in short pants. His lips are so close to yours, you can almost taste those lips you recently kissed. “Because,” he practically whispers, “they don’t get you like I get you.” Nanami finally closes the gap and captures your lips in a kiss that has been building up for months. You easily fall into it, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as his hands fall to your waist. You both moan and groan into the sloppy kiss, your hands moving to his head and tugging at his soft blond tufts. Nanami slips a hand under your thigh, his touch possessive yet fleeting as he presses his pelvis into yours.

You break away when a soft whimper escapes your lips, the both of you breathing in each others air. Nanami is the first to break the silence with a soft kiss to your cheek. “I live five minutes from here. This party isn’t our scene anyways.” You easily nod and take his hand as he sneaks you out of the backyard to his apartment, where you two found out how much pent up frustration the two of you were hiding for each other. You didn’t quite mind riding him and having him dig his fingers into your hips as he moaned your name like a symphony.

The sun shining through the curtains gently stirs you awake the next morning. You feel the soreness in your muscles but also a comfortable warm ness as you lift your head. You’re met with soft golden honey eyes and an even softer smile of your rival, can you even call him that? His hand continues to rub on your bare hip as he leans down to kiss your lips. “Good morning, beautiful.”

You giggle and come ready with the snarkiness. “Beautiful? Are you trying to one up me after I rode you into submission?”

He gently slaps your ass causing you to yelp out. With sleep evident in his voice, he responds in kind. “Hardly, I would say it’s pretty even considering your voice is as hoarse as mine. Plus, you’re handsy when you’re close, I might need some cream for how much you scratched me up.” The two of you continue to laugh and bicker, cuddling together as if it’s one of the most normal things in the world. The two of you are shaken from the calm when Nanami’s phone rings. He picks it up and almost throws his phone. “It’s a FaceTime from Gojo, might as well pick up.”

You hum in accordance and lay your head back on his chest. You hear the chime of him answering the call and almost laugh at his frustrated expression.

“Nanami! You left the party too soon, did you finally do it?”

“That’s why you called me?” Nanami briefly looks down at you and sees that you’ve gone back to sleep. “I’ve got to go, call me when I’m more awake. I don’t want her to wake up.”

“Wait wake up who?! Don’t hang up on-!”

a whoops got carried away